Fort Worth weekly gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1882-1891, 1887-04-15
WHITE FLOWER.
Continued from Third Page.

days after the incident last related, con-
corning her, while she walked in tue
pleasure grounds which adjoined her hus-
bands mansion.
And while he spoke her eyes-and fine
eyes were they-were bent upon him, as
with an air of sadness and thought, he
slowly approached her along the same
avenue, not appearing to See her, for his
eyes were upon the ground. Since his
gsllantry in his defense against the rob-
bers Mr.. DeICrme imposed no more tasks
upon him, but had rather treated him as
brother and 6 favorite guest.
When Lagona had approached closely
to, and observed her, he stepped aside,
and would have passed on, had she not
addressed him.
"Why is this cloud upon the face Of
Lagona?" she asked, adopting the figuara
tive style WhiCa she had heard him use,
and knew to be favorite with his people.
because the sun which my heart
loves does not shine upon it," he replied,
quietly.
"TBen there is some one whom Lagona
loves among his people-sOme maiden
beautiful as the flowers, who laughs like
the waters ard dances like the birds
among the green trees?"
ono! II there were, LagOna would not
be here"
"What keeps Lagona here?" asked the
crafty woman, noticing that, for a won
der, his dark eyes were fixed upon her
with an apparent expression of interest,
and that for the first time he fingered, and
did not as usual pass her with utter care
lessuess.
~,
"He is master of his life, but not of
that"
Mrs. Delorme trembled with aggitation,
for in her blindness she actually began to
believe that she had awakened feelings OF
a. taChment in the breast of the brave son
of the forest. And all too raShly she de-
termined to know if it was so.
"It Lagona loves, why does he fear TO
speak it? He who fears no enemies, who
is so brave in battle, ought not to be a
coward in love-" she said.
The tongue of Lagona 1s tied, and his
hands are bouad," said the chief.
GLOW? | do not understand you"
@" promised the pale-faced chief
would not try to carry away his daughter.
l can only look upon her as the whiting
flower looks upon the sun-to pine and
die!"
"You still love her, though she scorns
you ?" cried Mrs. Delorme, pale with
anger.
owe love the Great Spirit most when
he sends death to take US away" sad
the Indian, calmly.
- 'Wby do you not love one who loves
'yOu-WhO worships you more than ever
woman Worshiped man ?" cried Mrs. De-
lorme, passionately, and tears rolled
down her face.
.Who loves me SO ?" asked Lagona,
quietly.
'T--I-proud, wealthy, educated =
love you, and would fly to the end Of
world with you!" she cried.
"That would be long jou1Aey-you
are another mans squsw, and l. cannot
CO." said the.ehief. as, coldly as if be were
talking to Stone; Snd he passed On,
needless of her.tears and sobs.
81 will be reYenged on him will be
revenged on him!" were the first words
which she uttered, after the FIRE of anger
had dried ZIP her tears. "If he loves
Stella, he shall see her given to another,
and that will be worse than death to him.
But il may drive him 10 desperation, and
then he will take her by force, forgetting
his promise" she again said.
The sight of young Paul MalersOn en-
tering the gate, on his return from Gal
weston, caused her to cease her sJlilOquy
and return to the house.